Guy Rapide

Name: Guillame “Guy” Rapide Gender: Male Age: 17 Grade: 12th School: Southridge Highschool Hobbies and Interests: Guillame is generally into two things: street art and Parkour. When he’s not doing those things he however also enjoys eating shit and flirting with whatever random floozie picks up his interest.

Appearance: Guillame is very boyish in his appearance, but this is mostly due to the shortness of his figure and the fullness of his cheeks, he honestly gives off the appearance of someone three to four years younger than him and while this is tedious when trying to get into R-Rated movies, it has become a skill that he has learned to make use of. Guy (pronounced the American way) as he likes to be called is extremely slender, but it’s obvious that underneath this slenderness is a certain amount of muscle that instead of being transferred into physical power is instead transferred to pure stamina and speed. His five foot form is crowned by his short brown hair, but even that is hardly ever seen because he usually has it covered in a baseball cap. As far as clothing goes, Guy has jokingly said his wardrobe consists only of basketball shorts, t-shirts, and baseball caps.

Biography: Life? I find it difficult to sum up my life in a few sentences, it is in short: impossible, but y’know...if you truly wanna get perspective on the whole thing than I suppose we might as well have a little sit down. I was one of those premature births, yeah it explains a lot now, doesn’t it? The doctors where sure I would kick the bucket my first year and after a month of observation sent me home, I ended up coming back a few days later due to the fact that I had asthma attack...I guess that even then I was a survivor. I grew up in Paris, but really only my mother spoke French so English was the main language at my house, I learned French of course (starting with cuss words), but I dunno...I’m bad at it and I know it.

My neighborhood? It was one of the poorer ones and I was one of the smaller kids, but what-the-fuck I had a mouth on me. Unfortunately I didn’t have the fists to back it up half of the time. Me and my best friends? We just sorta stuck together and I suppose the general mischief we got to do doing was what caused us to be cursed by old French women every day, but in the general community we where one of the few kids who weren’t drinking and trying to piss on the Eiffel Tower, we where at least looked with this “boys will be boys” attitude. Though, let’s get to the fun part, throughout this whole thing I call life I got my ass kicked: a lot and while some people would either shut up or train to fight I decided to train for the only thing I’m good at: running away.

We had a lot of fun doing it, jumping between buildings, calling the old war veterans out and running away. Some people called us Traceurs, I called us a bunch of stupid kids. We pissed a lot of people off in this time period, I was about twelve or thirteen (I don’t remember), but already I was causing a bit too much trouble. I would sucker punch and run and don’t even get me started on the girls! We had this friend called Lucien Lachance and I swear to god his basement was this center of sin! I’m pretty sure every kid in Paris lost their virginity down there. I loved Paris. I loved my friends and I loved having no limits.

That is of course until that one day.

Me and a friend of mine where just doing what we always did, drinking coke, skateboarding and generally causing a ruckus when we saw this old man. He looked normal enough, so we decided to hassle him into buying us some liquor, he told us no and my friend Kristophe just wouldn’t take no for an answer and pushed the guy. It was quick almost too quick for me to even believe it happened, but the guy had stabbed him, just pulled out a knife and stabbed Kristophe. You’d think I would be there to help my friend...I was the biggest troublemaker out of our little clique -so they all had saved me from getting my ass kicked more than once-, but no, I ran as fast as I could and I didn’t stop running...the next day I was brought into testify about this whole situation. Kris, was fine, but the old man was being charged with Assault with a Deadly Weapon, with Kris and I testifying the jury pretty much decided to send him to jail for fifteen years.

But, y’know it all felt kinda wrong even then. I was overwhelmed with guilt, I didn’t want to hang out with these guys, I was fourteen years old and wallowing in self pity and martyring this fucking crazy douche who stabbed my friend. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to see these people who praised me for how many cops I could evade and for how long and so I asked my parents if I could go live with my uncle in Highland Beach. That was about three years ago and ever since then I’ve been enjoying myself, showing off my “Parkour” skills to anyone who wants to see and y’know occasionally tagging up an empty building.

But, even though it’s a foreign concept, I’m trying to stay out of trouble. Honest.

Advantages: He’s a Parkour practitioner through and through and he’s pretty much prone to escape violent situations with a sense of speed an accuracy unparallel by almost all of Southridge High. Also while he may not have a lot of book smarts Guy is insanely street smart and can con and talk his way out of almost every situation.

Disadvantages: While he has experience in fights it is obvious that fighting is not his strong point and most of his moves are hit and run tactics. When forced into hand-to-hand combat the fact that he’s 5’0” and 108lbs is usually used brutally by his opponent, also as said in his bio: he has a big mouth.

Designated Number: Male Student No. 38

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Designated Weapon: Bayonet Conclusion: I hope that B38 can jump and twist his way over bullets, because THAT would make for some good television! But the aptly named Mr. Rapide is going to have to thick very quickly if he wants to get out of this one.

Game Evaluations
Kills: Alex Steele (indirectly)

Killed by:

Collected Weapons: Bayonet (issued weapon), Beretta 1934 (From Alex Steele)

Allies: Kallie Majors, Darnell Butler, Alice Jones

Enemies: Alex Steele

Mid-Game Evaluation:

Post-Game Evaluation:

Memorable Quotes: "I would ask if you guys are playin', but only a friggin' psycho would say 'yes!', so instead let's just skip that bullshit..."

"So here's how it's goin' to go down Highlander, you're going to drop that sword and get the fuck out of here before we see if you bleed rainbows as well, alright? C'mon if you really are a good person you should've no problem just going on your merry way."

"Well... Y'know, from what that guy told me he really does love you," a small smirk appeared on his face, "And when a man loves a woman he's prone to throwin' her at lil' French guys like she's some sorta rag doll."

Other/Trivia
Coming soon...

Threads
Below is a list of threads that contain Guy, in chronological order.

V3:
 * Start - G07
 * The Sparks of Madness
 * Walk Amongst the Dead

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